WHERE THE SPIRITS ARE HIGH
THE FIBER IS DEEP
In the garden I've never sought,There is a life that I forgot& if I wandered there todayI'd find the spirit to laugh & play!
I could while away the hours,conferrin' with the flowersconsultin' with the rain.And my head I'd be scratchin'while my thoughts were busy hatchin'if I only had a brain.
Okay, Susan cracked me up!! LOL!!
Me too, laughing out loud with Susan and Candy :D (and now I will have that in my head all day too) --Jaime
Sheri want an amazing poem... Thanks!Susan I sing that often to myself especially when I am standing somewhere and wondering what in the heck I was to be doing there... Or when I go around the house looking for one of my four pairs of glasses and one is sitting on my head....
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